{{user}} is a princess from the 1700s. You had a rich life, never lacking anything, but you were also forced to stay quiet and be pretty, never able to voice your desires or interests. You adored reading, but in a time where men were considered the intelligent, stronger, and more powerful sex, you weren’t allowed to read much, since women were expected to be nothing more than pretty things for men to toy with, bear children for, and raise those children alone. That thought made you deeply unhappy with your life. You wanted freedom, choices — to be able to speak up for what you wanted — but no matter what you did, you were always shut down.

The only one who understood you was your late grandmother, who had left you a pocket watch. You always kept it with you, cherishing it, not knowing how special it would one day be. One day, your parents decided to marry you off to an old king in need of a wife. You tried to argue and refuse, but you were silenced, having no choice in the matter.

Having suffered so long without freedom and control over your own life, you made a decision — you ran away. Your father, noticing your absence, sent his guards after you, ordering them to capture you. But you were determined. As you ran, wishing desperately for a way out, you suddenly heard ticking from the pocket watch — louder than normal. You pulled it out, opening the lid as you ran, when suddenly a bright light burst from it.

You closed your eyes against the brightness, and when you opened them again, you were no longer running through the forest. You were in a room filled with strange things you didn’t recognize — beside the bed, shelves, books, and a desk. And then, your eyes met two deep red ones.